Hi, fellow walkers. Thanks for your company while walking down this road. I took a little time camping by the wayside, contemplating, and just resting. I think I'm ready to hike on now.

First of all I'd like to update you on my precious daughter. She's about 6 weeks from delivery. I was able to visit her and my other children over the weekend. I had time to sit and talk with her for a long time. It was mostly superficial stuff. We talked quite a bit about delivery of the baby. I think she's getting a little scared. I tried to encourage her to think about the baby and what is best and healthiest for the baby. I told her I knew she would do fine and she should concentrate on relaxing.

At one point my daughter told me she wanted us to move to that town. I asked why. She said, "So you can babysit the other two days."  Her fiance's mother and grandmother are going to be watching the baby three days a week. She needs someone for the other two days. I had mixed feelings about that. Sure I want to be there to see my grandchild, but just being a free babysitter wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear. But it's out of the question about moving there anyway for now.

So I asked her, "Why don't you just work three days a week?"  She said she could actually get her work done in three days, so maybe she will do that. I hate to think about the poor baby who will be shuffled about from place to place while my daughter works to make a living.

I asked my daughter if she would move back to our town. "Never! I hate that place!" she said. (Well. I guess that's that.) "But then I could watch the baby for you all the time." Nope. Not gonna happen.

She came to church on Sunday with her fiance, so my husband and I met him for the first time. I was polite to him and asked him a few questions about himself. My husband was civil too.

After church there was a church potluck. One of the dear old ladies from the church came up to me afterward. She told me she'd seen my daughter and her fiance and thought they were visitors. Seeing my very pregnant daughter and finding out she was NOT married, the lady gave my daughter a gospel tract. Then she found out she was our daughter and felt embarrassed. I assured her it was o.k. Poor lady.

That evening was a BBQ at some friends' house. All my children were there, except my son, and some other guests were there as well. We were all around the table when the discussion came up about my oldest (married) daughter having a baby. We are all awaiting the news since they've been married 5 years now. My husband said, "I WANT GRANDCHILDREN!" Even though we all knew he meant from my married daughter and son-in-law, there was an awkward silence afterward. I was thinking, "You're about to have a grandchild!". But of course, my husband wasn't thinking of that one.

My married daughter and pregnant daughter are friends again. Since they both live in the same town, I'm glad that she can be there for her. I will likely miss the delivery since we have other obligations (made long ago) that we really can't get out of, but my md will be there for her. I can't imagine that she will be of much help though, since she faints at the sight of blood. I hope it doesn't convince her to never get pregnant so she won't have to go through that! Ha.

So that's the update.

Trusting Him, who is able to make all things work together for good.